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This section of the Bebe epic comes to an end. While her television career is in high gear and her movie
career is blossoming, things at home in Massachusetts are in flux as John returns home to celebrate
Christmas. Thank you, everyone who has stuck with Bebe and me to this point. We may take a brief
break, but we'll be back soon to explore Bebe's next phase of life.
Lonely people can be strange, and so can their stories. Archaeologists, secret agents, cutting-edge scientists, supposed witches, thieves, castaways, orphans, imperialists, athletes and others, all have their quirky little tales to tell.
Authors Note: I write to tell myself stories. Sometimes you get an idea and cannot let it go until you key in the final sentence. A rare few of these ideas come out like pearls, an irritant which produces a thing which can amuse or give pleasure. Sometimes it is like worrying out an abscessed tooth. This one is a reaction to abuse which comes in many forms, and it is a strictly personal reaction. It may be different from other stories, I certainly hope so. It is not meant to challenge any other points of view, just to express one. Parts of it are a bit dark. It may not be welcomed by some.
SUMMARY: This story in an original work, I wrote a story just to stretch
my creative muscles. We all know aliens are ugly gray skinny dudes
without any sexuality at all. Don't we?
WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Magic, explicit sex, mild violence,
bad words, and strange ideas. It has only the strange things that dribble from
my head. If you are not old enough, mature enough, open minded enough, and
"Oh God!" I thought, feeling my boy bits swelling at the thought, a dangerous excitement coursing through my veins, "Just what have I let myself in for?"
WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violence, bad words,
and strange ideas. It has only the strange things that dribble from my head. If you are not
After a discussion about famous Immortals, Cassandra tells her story about her time with Methos to Adam, for the official Watcher record. Later, while on the road again, Eadgils finally corners Methos and gets the answers to some of his questions about the eldest's relationship with Sue. Adam tells more than expected, and Sue will learn something about herself which will shake her identity to it's very soul.
Act II Road Trip
Chapter Nineteen On The Road To Yellow, By Another Name by Dana Short
Trojan Whores
By Wholeman
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Proof by
Maggie Finson
DECLARATION: This story is an original literary work. I wrote a story just to stretch my creative muscles. All characters, Sirens, and rapists in this work are fictional. Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or born in the future, is purely coincidental.
"I'm a unicorn, Mom. It's a type of horse with a bloody great horn sticking out of it's forehead. There are two extremely handsome stallions that are ready to fight to the death over me when the time is right, and I don't -- do you hear me? I will not date outside my own species."
We learn that what has happened to Sue and Eadgils is not quite unique, as the world's oldest Immortal has seen something similar once before, and he tells the sad story.
What if magic and fairies were real?
What if you met the Queen of the Fairies?
And she gave you the power to grant wishes?
Whether you wanted to or not!
Brian didn't know what he had gotten into when he responded to a Unicorn's summons. He didn't know the ropes of the job and had short of forever to learn it. He had become a Unicorn. But worst of all, the job description didn't mention the fact he would become a she...
Lions and tigers and bears... Hold it, wrong story there. None of the three would be caught near this place if they have the least bit of survival instinct working. This school has a mix of super powers, magic, and things in between, with a resident demon living in one of the furnaces.
Come visit Whateley Academy just down the road a bit from beautiful Dunwich.
“C’mon Jilly don’t be shy.” Jilly slowly descended the stair.
“Hi Simon.”
“You look gorgeous, that dress, are you sure?”
“What?”
“It’s very um, risqué.”
“What you know and you’re still making me go out like this?” He moved towards me looking a bit pissed, okay a lot pissed.
“But you like it.” I said clutching at straws, he went dead white and sat backwards onto the bed.
Lorelei did such a good job on various Hellish problems that she got kicked upstairs. No! Not up THERE, just into the Bureaucracy of Hell. The Big Guy Down Below has a cruel sense of humor.
Oh, Joy.
And now a new problem! Lillith, Queen of Temptresses, Mother of Succubae, has been canned — literally! Jade has her in a canning jar displayed as a trophy.
There's only one thing Lorelei can do. Sit on Lillith's throne to keep peace among the Succubae while moving ahead with Hell's agenda—including maintaining the Truce with Heaven—and figuring out how to get Lillith's pretty butt out of the Can!
Tommy and his twin sister, Cynthia share almost everything. Their looks, their love of cheerleading. But maybe sharing a preference for street-racing bad boys is going too far?
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